“I haven’t heard anything.”
“Neither have I,” put in Ritter.
“I guess Coulter knows about it,” went on Dale. “He usually knows everything. Did you see the horse?” he demanded.
“The horse?” asked Gus Coulter, puzzled. “What in the world are you talking about?”
“That horse they brought into the school.”
“I didn’t see any horse.”
“Certainly he was a beauty,” said Hogan, with a broad laugh. “All painted with that red paint, too. Where did that paint come from, answer me that now?” he demanded, in a whisper.
“I don’t know anything about a horse or any red paint either,” growled Dan Baxter. “Is this a joke?”
“Listen to that!” cried Dale. “Say, you can put on a good front, can’t you?”
“It’s true.”